open rp post.

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leave me picture prompts, tags of your own devising, or a blank comment.

but don't say i didn't warn you.

shipping and nc-17 content is fine. i also like action, genre aus, canon compliant and canon divergent things, and pretend tdms. feel free to plurk me if you want to bounce an idea.

there is the chance i will tag slowly.

alternatively:

RANDOM SCENARIO meme

BACKSEAT SMUT meme

PICTURE PROMPT meme

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And this time, Elliot relents. Braces one hand on the dashboard, and moves forward with the pressure. He still feels a prickle of electrical discomfort in the touch, but Tyrell... as formidable and unreadable as he is, they're in this together. They're bound by their own actions, and by the strange thread of the familiar that runs between them.

So Elliot pushes down his discomfort, pauses a fraction of an inch away from Tyrell, then sinks into the other man's gravity. Kisses him, slow and soft, and chaste.

He feels like kissing a man should be harder, rougher than kissing a woman, but Elliot isn't. His lips are soft, and he's clean shaven despite looking like he's been drawn so thin he could split at any moment. Perhaps the strangest thing about the kiss, is that it's no so different from kissing anyone else he's ever wanted to do this with.